The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

The indescribable dark creatures piled up and hovered behind the Russians, like a dark cloud that was too vigorous.No need for a second glance, Oda Miyuki can be sure: this is Osamu Dazai.

In other words, this is what her boyfriend has become in this world...or it may be the possessed inhuman place.

In the past few days, the two of them have been hanging out day and night, and Oda Miyuki can't even be sure about this.

It's just... the girl didn't feel too surprised when she saw her boyfriend who had just surrendered to the enemy.

If it is said that in the previous few days, Osamu Dazai barely reached the level of "operating an inflexible game console" for the black mud he was in; but at this moment, the ball is in their sight, The black shadow that is still expanding...

Perhaps, it has been completely out of the scope of human beings.

Oda Miyuki tried hard not to be too entangled, such as what kind of state Dazai Osamu is now, and whether he can solve the troubles he is facing.Similar emotions cannot change the status quo, but can only push themselves into a more unfavorable situation.

In any case, considering the fairness of the so-called rules, coupled with her understanding of someone, the clear situation in front of her may be just the beginning.

"So, what does Mr. Fyodor want to do?"

The girl looked at the young man standing on the stage. Although more than a dozen questions were brewing in her mind, she only asked the one that was most closely related to the current situation.The man who was questioned looked at her for a few seconds, and then said in a tone like reciting lines:

"What to do? Of course, through the medium, a greater existence is summoned and descended into this world."

"..." Oda Miyuki did not speak.

There is no doubt that this "Fyodor" in front of him, this guy who calls her "Miss Oda", is by no means a character created in the novel.

Or, he has become an "outsider" like her from the very beginning—from the time they went to consult the case and investigate the suspect.

He entered this novel from outside the world, just like Oda Miyuki, or the dead wood hanging that she dragged in with her at the time, and then hid and hibernated.

For people like them, the skill of imitation or impersonation is like a small gift from God.

"Summon... a great existence? Then what is the thing behind you?"

Oda Miyuki continued to answer, but Nakajima Atsushi couldn't help asking.As one of the two who fell into a coma a few days ago, he certainly remembered the black shadow he saw.

It is very similar to the one in front of me, or eight out of ten is the same "creature".

And a few days ago, the moment he saw the black shadow clearly for the first time, the trembling and fear that almost drove him crazy and rational appeared in his mind...

Atsushi Nakajima swallowed, feeling his heart constrict uncontrollably.

Even now, looking directly at the swaying creature from a distance, the white-haired boy still felt a vague and uncontrollable fear.

If the other party is telling the truth, he intends to summon something "greater".So what is the weirdness that is appearing in front of their eyes now?

"Of course it's the 'medium'," Fyodor replied, and then "kindly" explained further, "The role of this... can also be called a 'road guide'."

His smile was unpredictable, and he didn't even have any malicious intentions: "In order to prevent the existence from the end of the universe from changing his mind midway, he acted as a road sign. The guy in front of you is not scary, it's just a tool."

Just...tools? !

Atsushi Nakajima stared at the black shadow, recalling the psychological shadow he left behind at that time, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Oda Miyuki didn't pay attention to his emotions, and didn't even keep staring at Fyodor over there.Her gray eyes fell on nothingness, as if she was looking at the black mud that could no longer be called a human incarnation, and she seemed to be thinking.

The girl knew very well that what the Russian man said was meant for her—he knew who was in the black mud, at least a part of it.

In addition, as an outsider in the book, the other party definitely has much more information than her.

What's more...

"No matter, no matter what, we can't sit still. No matter what, we have to try to stop him!"

Yes, like this.

Oda Miyuki looked at the young man standing a few steps away, the Atsushi Nakajima of this world, the lines of the supernatural powers had begun to appear on his body.His expression was very tense, just like facing any unknown enemy, human beings will always feel fear instinctively.

What's more, based on her understanding, no matter whether she is in the port mafia or an armed detective agency, there is always a part of timidity and even cowardice in the character of the boy named "Atsushi Nakajima".

But he didn't back down.

This is just a world of a novel, for Oda Miyuki or Fyodor, it is just a story of several days and nights.As Fyodor, who is similar to a "fanatic", perhaps after summoning the existence in his mouth, he can escape from this world.

For Oda Miyuki... According to the information she learned when she first came in, if she couldn't complete her mission, the people who died here would also die in reality.

"You can also try, can you stop me in advance," Fyodor saw the change in Atsushi Nakajima, and guessed his plan, "...in this world, everyone has to follow the 'rules' .”

He said inexplicably.

"But what if we already know all about this—the weakness of black objects?"

At this moment, Oda Miyuki who had been silent for a while suddenly asked a question.

Fyodor froze for a moment.

From a distance that is not too far away, the two sides can see the expressions on each other's faces, but it is impossible to see more things.Oda Miyuki stared at those purple eyes, remembering that the last time he looked at this person was probably in the small building in the film and television city.

At that time, due to Chuya Nakahara's troubles and her violent personality, half of the building was directly demolished.Although Oda Miyuki was a little confused, when she looked at that person through the smoke and dust, in those long-lost eyes, she could only see something familiar——

Indifference, and a calmness as if a god manipulated mortals.

Fei Jia.

This real name is a man named Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky.

Regarding the girl's sudden question, Fyodor didn't think for a few seconds: "I don't believe it. Moreover, even if you really understand, there is no reason to expose it to me."

Oda Miyuki quickly connected: "What if my purpose is to make you think like this?"

Fyodor: "..."

"Although it should be said...'I haven't seen you for many years', but this mode of 'deliberately guiding the opposite of thinking' should not be what you said, Miyuki."

After another period of silence, the rice ball-colored Russian spoke thoughtfully.

This long-lost address made Oda Miyuki dazed for a few seconds.Then she heard Fyodor ask a question without any hesitation in her tone: "So, is it Dazai-kun?"

His expression was very certain, and his eyes were still on Oda Miyuki.Obviously this "Dazai Lord" is not the Dazai standing not far away, but the real Dazai.

Before Oda Miyuki could speak, another voice sounded not far from her side: "In other words, this monster has weaknesses?"

He is the "Dazai" of this world.

Oda Miyuki glanced at him, but said nothing.

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker no longer had his usual relaxed expression. Looking at Fyodor standing on the stage and the black figure behind him, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

This was the first time he spoke since Fyodor appeared.Over there, Atsushi Nakajima has turned into a half-human, half-animal appearance. After hearing these words, he seems to have suddenly found his focus:

"Mr. Dazai! So this monster, can we deal with it?"

"You can say that, but..." Dazai said, pulling his hands out of his coat pockets, "Miss Hanyuan, do you have a gun?"

Although he heard Fyodor's name "Miss Oda" just now, the black-haired youth didn't delve into its meaning here.Oda Miyuki was silent for a few seconds, nodded slightly, and pulled out the bound hands from under the dress on the thigh.

Although the past of "Hanyuan Miyuki" is unknown, she has guns in her home.And this hand wooden warehouse locked in a drawer by the original owner was opened by Dazai Osamu who was in a state of black mud a few days ago with a tentacle the thickness of a wire, and then turned it three times and poked it open.

Recalling the scene at that time, the girl's mood became subtle again.

At this moment, this situation, this scene, is really not a suitable time to recall.After taking out the gun, the girl didn't need to command, she skillfully opened the safety, and turned the gun to Maozi not far away.

Almost at the same second, a part of the black mud rolled down behind Fyodor, blocking the gap between the muzzle and the target.

Oda Miyuki: "..."

Even though she was mentally prepared, the girl still had the urge to swear at this moment.

Except for herself, no one may understand her mood at this time.

Although Oda Miyuki's hand was steady, she knew very well that it was impossible for her to just shoot.Not to mention the question of "whether the bullet can hit the black mud monster", just doing things like fighting in the nest is intolerable.

What if her boyfriend... no, fiance, is not as strong as he looks, and is really accidentally broken?

Do you want to get married again?

It's a pity, excluding the girl whose thinking turned to ethical drama, the other two people except her are obviously thinking about how to kill the black mud blocking the way.

"It's useless." In the safe zone separated by the black mud, a certain Russian was still slowly adding fuel to the fire, "If it can be killed by bullets or other things, it won't ..."

Dazai over there seemed to have finished thinking, and then said something softly to Atsushi Nakajima.Oda Miyuki didn't hear clearly, only saw the white-haired boy nodded his head, making a look like he was ready to go.

Then he turned to Oda Miyuki: "Miss Hanyuan, next, please and Atsu-kun..."

What happened next, if there are still so-called bystanders here, they might doubt their own eyes.

The moment Dazai opened his mouth and Oda Miyuki looked at him, the young man who was three and a half steps away from the latter suddenly rushed in a certain direction—but not towards Fyodor on the opposite stage, but It was a girl who was just a few feet away from him.

I saw his two hands stretched out in vain, and he rushed over with all his strength, forming a posture of trying to grab something, or just wanting to touch it.

Oda Miyuki stood there, seemingly completely unresponsive.Until the moment when the opponent's fingers were about to touch her sleeve, the girl suddenly turned her head, revealing a pair of eyes that turned into smoky gray at some point.

The smoky irises wrapped the black pupils, reflecting the figure who was rushing towards her.After stripping away the fake appearance, the real appearance is completely exposed——

Short blue-white hair, rough and wrinkled skin.And the moment those ten fingers were about to touch, a terrifying force enough to dissolve flesh and blood erupted.

All this happened within a few seconds, the young man's three fingers were already attached to Oda Miyuki's skin, and the remaining two were about to close.However, in less than a millisecond, the girl in front of her suddenly smiled.

It was an expression without the slightest real emotion, as indifferent as the polar ice that had never melted.

At the same time, the side of the wooden warehouse she was holding opened a slight angle, and sparks were ejected at a very close distance.The bullet passed by the person in front of him, with a dazzling light——

Accompanied by the sound of gunpowder exploding, it directly hit the body of that "Dazai".